Life never turns out the way you imagined it would, like when you were a kid, does it?
I never really met my birth parents. I don’t remember anything about them. The furthest I can remember was growing up in Saint Lolita: House for Girls. I guess most would refer to it as an orphanage.
I remember wanting a family first, but as I got older, the odds seemed to get less and less for me to be adopted. Most families were looking for newborns and babies, not kids my age. I was barely nine at the time, but in orphan-years, I had already expired!
I had just given up hope until one day, the lady that ran the home said to me, “back up your stuff!”
I was so excited; I couldn’t believe it! I had so many questions. Were they nice? Were they rich? Did they have a big house? Did they have a yard with a dog to play with? Was I going to get a room all to myself? At that second, it didn’t matter; I was just so excited to have a family finally!
I remember seeing them for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Morris. He was about 50, nice looking man with a little beer belly, salt & pepper hair, and a Santa Claus grin. She looked a little older than him, maybe late 50’s, but you could only tell because of all the make-up she had on bleach blonde hair and massive fake boobs. Nonetheless, they seemed nice.
They gave me such a big hug, a real affectionate couple. It was so sweet, or so I thought at first…
On the ride home, they told me all about themselves. How long they had been married, meeting at some sort of party. And how I was going to have a new brother and a new sister, both adopted just like me.
We had plenty of time to talk since we lived out so far, in the countryside.
I stepped into the cabin-like house, and it was beautiful. So big and clean. Carpets on every floor, so I had to take my shoes off before I even went in. Paintings on the walls, big fluffy couches, giant tv, it was the house of my dreams.
I was so excited, I wanted to explore the house, but Mrs. Morris said, “Now, my beautiful girl, before anything you MUST take a shower!” I tried to look around, but she insisted.
The bathroom was just as lovely, all white and blue, just like heaven. The tub was huge; it would be so great taking baths in there, I thought. And the shower came from above like it was raining. The warm water felt so good. Showers at the girls’ home were always so cold. Running my fingers through my short brown hair with that steamy hot water felt amazing. The bubbly soup made my milky white skin feel even softer. It was great.
Though I’ll admit, I started to notice some strange things when I saw how the shower curtain was so clear you could see right through it! I know because as I was rinsing the shampoo out of my hair and I remembered seeing Mrs. Morris standing there, who was picking up my clothes from the floor and looking over at me, staring, wearing just a robe.
She said, “don’t worry! I’ll get these washed for you, honey!”
A bit odd, I supposed, but I tried not to think about it.
I came out of the shower in this soft baby towel; it felt so lovely on my skin. I asked Mrs. Morris, “where are my clothes?” She led me down the hall. She said to me, “oh, you don’t need those right away, hon. Just relax and enjoy the breeze”. It was somewhat friendly to feel so free.
She opened the door at the end of the hall, and there it was… my very own room! Full of toys, and a tv, and best of all, my very own king-sized bed! She said to me, “I’ll let you get settled in.” And as soon as she closed the door, I ran and lept into the bed! I didn’t even notice my towel had fallen off. It was amazing! Such a nice soft bed, all mine. It was almost like a dream. Before I knew it, I had dozed off.
Maybe an hour or so later, I woke up to a knock at the door. I quickly got up and covered myself with the blanket; I almost forgot I was completely naked. It was Mr. Morris wearing a robe as well. He said to me, “hi sweetie. Sorry to bother you, but I wanted to introduce you to your new brother, Sammy!” He was a sweet kid, blonde and pale, with curly hair and blue eyes. He looked to be no older than 11; he had a cute little shy smirk on his face. I guess he had just taken a shower, too, because he was only in a towel as well. Mr. Morris said, “I’ll leave you two to get acquainted”.
“Hi”, Sammy said sweetly. “Hi,” I said back, “I’m Jessie,” I told him. He smiled. He came over and sat on the bed, and we started to talk. Nothing significant, just kid stuff, video games, and tv shows. Not that I had a lot of experience with that stuff, but it was so lovely to feel like a normal kid for once.
After a moment, there was another knock and a voice, “Sammy? Are you in there?” And in came this young redhead girl, about 13 years old, sweet little freckles, skinny little body, and puffy pink nipples! How do I know?… because she was completely naked!!
“It’s almost time for dinner!” she told Sammy. She smiled at me and said, “Hi, you must be Jessie. I’m Kelly!” She came over and gave me a big hug, putting those small but plump tits right on my cheek. “I’ll be right there!” Sammy said as he jumped off the bed and ran out, leaving his towel on my bed, exposing his naked little body. He came back in and said, “are you coming?” I was a tad shocked, but I said, “sure”.
I walked into the dining room to see the entire family, Mr. and Mrs. Morris, Sammy and Kelly, at the dinner table, completely naked. And so casual about it. Almost as if they didn’t even notice or care! Mrs. Morris walked up to me, with those big fat tits flopping right in my face, and said, “you like what you see, honey?” “what?!” I asked. “All the food! I made this big dinner to celebrate our new member of the family!”
The food did look yummy, but I couldn’t take my eyes off all the naked people. The truth is, I had never seen another naked body other than my own! And I didn’t know they could be so different.
Mr. Morris had so much hair all over his body, not just his beard, tummy, back, legs, and even his ass! And especially hair around his big fat dick. It was soft, with the mushroom head all out, but it looked very thick, with low hanging, big brown balls! On the other hand, Sammy wasn’t hairy at all, except for the hair on his head, of course. His thingy wasn’t as big, and the mushroom head wasn’t showing like Mr. Morris’, but covered with extra skin, like a baby elephant trunk. But it looked to be standing up stiff, at least from what I could see. What was blocking my view? Kelly’s foot! For some reason, she was reaching over with her foot, wiggling her toes around on Sammy’s little dick, both of them with big smiles on their faces.
Kelly had a different body than Mrs. Morris too. Mrs. Morris was a little chubby, not fat, but you can see her body wasn’t as tight. She was tanned, but unnaturally like she had been out in the sun too long. But what made up for all that? That big round ass and those giant juicy titties. With brown nipples that looked so hard, almost as if they were pointing right at me. And I used to think that when you got older, you grew hair down there, but I guess not for all women because she was as hairless as Kelly was around her pussy. Kelly had a thin awkward body, but very nice. So skinny you could see her ribs and pelvis, with her long fingers and long toes, she was beautiful. Hairless pussy, but unlike Mrs. Morris, hers didn’t have those lips all out; hers was tight, pink, and pure.
Each of them had parts of their body’s I couldn’t help staring at, and there I was still holding on to my towel for dear life!
Finally, dinner was over, and Mr. Morris said, “Okay, kids… play-time!”
Within seconds Kelly and Sammy jumped up from the table to get ready. I wasn’t really sure what they had meant. But they all seemed to get ready. The kids played out all these blankets on the living room floor while Mr. Morris moved all the couches to make room. Mrs. Morris poured all these glasses of wine, I didn’t even know kids could drink wine, but Sammy and Kelly were guzzling it down.
They stretched for a moment like they were going to run a marathon or something. Mr. Morris said, “Ready?” and they all said, “Yeah!!”
Mrs. Morris came up to me, seeing how nervous I was, trembling, sat me down on the couch, and said to me, “It’s okay, honey. You just sit there and watch. Trust us, this is going to be wonderful!” She smiled and went back to the group.
They all sat on the floor, Kelly with Mr. Morris, and Sammy with Mrs. Morris. The kids sat with their legs wrapped around the adults. They looked into each other’s eyes and started to kiss. And I don’t mean pecks; I mean spit-swapping, tongue slapping, kisses! The Morris’ almost looked like they were devouring the kids’ faces. They would suck on each other’s tongues. I was shocked but couldn’t look away.
Sammy grabbed Mrs. Morris’ big floppy tits, squeezing and groping them, and she loved it. He then took one and put it in his mouth and started to suck it like he was a newborn baby! She just held his head, encouraging his suckling.
While still kissing Mr. Morris, Kelly reached between her legs, but not to touch herself, but to grab that big throbbing cock of his, now thoroughly aroused. She whispered, “like that, daddy?” and he said, “Mmm, yes, just like that, baby-girl”.
After a while, Mr. Morris got up while Kelly stayed on the floor. His big pulsing dick was pointing right at her. She got on her knees and stared straight at his thick piece of man-meat. Her feet kicking with delight, she kissed the mushroom head. She kissed it more and more; Mrs. Morris looked over and said, “that’s my girl, just like I taught you…” and then Kelly started to put that fat cock in her mouth, sucking on it like a giant fat popsicle. She sucked, back and forth, slurping and slurping, but it was too big for her young mouth, but that didn’t stop her from trying to get it as far down her throat as she could!
Mrs. Morris said to Sammy, “go on, sweety, go help your sister”. Sammy crawled over on his knees and got up close to Kelly and Mr. Morris’ cock. Kelly stopped for a moment to take a breath, she pointed out that juicy dick at Sammy, and he started sucking it himself. Not as deep as she was doing it, but faster and wetter. It clearly wasn’t his first time.
Kelly went over to Mrs. Morris, and she leaned back on her as they both watched Sammy slurping on that big daddy-stick. One of Mrs. Morris’ hands was cupping one of Kelly’s young budding tits. In contrast, the other hand slowly went in circles on Kelly’s pussy with the fingers focusing on that tiny pink nub sticking out of it. I would later learn it was called a ‘clit’.
Mr. Morris was really starting to get into it, so much so he told him to stop before it was “too late”. He took a second to catch his breath and said… “our turn!”
“Yay!” screamed the kids. Sammy laid on his back, putting his feet behind his head, exposing his hard little dick, small saggy balls, and pink little boy hole. Mr. Morris laid on his stomach, facing the boy’s privates. He licked up, from the gap to the balls, sucking on them as well. With just two fingers, he pulled back Sammy’s skin, revealing that he too had a mushroom tip, slightly as pink, but a lot juicier. Tiny bubbles of “milk” all over the information. That didn’t stop Mr. Morris from putting that eager little cock in his mouth.
Kelly was on all fours right next to them, while Mrs. Morris behind her was licking her like an ice cream cone. She went back and forth, from her pussy to her asshole, all while caressing the soles of her feet, that was driving Kelly wild! “yes, Mommy! Yes!” Kelly moaned.
This went on for a while; you’d think they were made of candy or something.
After a moment, Sammy said to Mr. Morris, “I want Kelly now!” And Mr. Morris thought this was a great idea! Kelly was more than happy to come over to him and lay on her back while Sammy got on top of her. Her feet up on his shoulders as he slipped his tiny little dick into her tight pink pussy. Mr. and Mrs. were so proud of watching their kids fucking; they were so thrilled they thought they’d play with each other too. He took her from behind, and from what I could see, it wasn’t going in her pussy!
It was glorious! The two generations. The older couple is watching their young kids fuck, while mom on her hands and knees taking slow but hard thrusts in her ass, groaning with ecstasy with each one.
Sammy was pumping as hard as he could, while her toes curled every time he did, and Kelly groaned and giggled, like a happy little girl getting some free candy.
Mrs. Morris opened her eyes and looked over at me. She made Mr. Morris pull out. She crawled over to me. I was so scared but excited as well.
“What’s this I see?…” she said to me as she slowly spread my legs, exposing how juicy wet I had gotten watching this fuck-fest. “Do you know what that means?” she asked me. I nervously nodded. “It means you want to play with us!” she said, as Sammy and Kelly cheered!
She pulled me over and laid me in the middle. All of them over me like it was a buffet. Mr. Morris and Sammy went straight for my chest, like typical guys do, even though I was completely flat, but that didn’t stop them from sucking on my tiny nipples.
Mrs. Morris leaned over me and let those fat tits dangling over me. She said, “go ahead, hon. Do what feels right!” And I did; I put those big nipples in my mouth and sucked them good. Sure, it didn’t really taste like anything, but all I knew was I didn’t want them out of my mouth.
I felt a tickle when I noticed Kelly down at my feet, licking my soles and sucking my toes. I was starting to think she might have had a foot fetish, how strange… and even stranger how much I had actually liked it!
They put a pillow behind me to kind of sit up a little, and there it was, Mr. Morris’ big fat cock in my face, all wet, begging to be kissed. I just had to! It felt so weird, the tip so soft and spongy, but the shaft was so hot and hard, I could barely get the whole tip in my mouth, but he seemed to love it. I had to take a breather and looked over to the other side, and there was Sammy’s eager little cock; it almost poked me in the eye. Now, that little thing I fit easily in my mouth. I liked it better. It was so yummy; I could feel his pulse from his cock on my tongue. And it tasted like sugary milk; it was so good. What was next? Funny enough, a cute little foot, Kelly’s foot in my face, also begging to be sucked… why not? I could pretend all those toes were just five small dicks in my mouth! Yum yum!
Meanwhile, Sammy was humping the air like a dog in heat. He moaned, “Mommy?…,” to which Mrs. Morris replied, “Ready, sweety?” She jerked his little dick and right into her mouth, and he squirted these small drops of clear boy milk, and down her throat, it went.
I was so worked up. Still hungry, Mrs. Morris came over and put her mouth right on my virgin pussy. A few light kisses, but then a lot of deep licks. Tongue flickering all over my tiny clitty. I was so tight back then; she could barely get the tip of her tongue in; lucky for her, I was so wet already.
She just kept licking and licking, and I just couldn’t stand it! In a deep gasp, my body started to convulse, and I nervously laughed as I orgasmed and orgasmed—my first. My legs were trembling, and my toes wholly curled. Goosebumps all over. It was amazing.
“Okay kids, time for your treat!” said Mr. Morris. Both Sammy and Kelly came over, putting their faces right next to mine, as Mr. Morris stroked his big daddy-dick over us. After a few hard jerks, out cascaded all this creamy white gravy all over our faces. Sammy and Kelly licking it up, swallowed it like it was whipped cream. And me, still enjoying that mind-blowing orgasm, I ate it up too.
I got even hornier watching as Mrs. Morris and Kelly finished themselves off too. Rubbing their own clits, with Mrs. Morris’ feet in Kelly’s mouth, like a pacifier. They rubbed so fast that both. At the same time, orgasmed so good they squirted on each other, like water-guns!
Mmm… it was so hot! But those few orgasms I had would have to do fur that night; I still had a lot to learn!…….
It was the beginning of our fantastic family. Night after night of sexual experimentation, I learned everything with each other- oral, anal, handjobs, footjobs, blowjobs, masturbation. You name it! I loved it so much, my new family, my newly discovered sex life. I was hooked; I was addicted, just like Kelly and Sammy were already.
And we kept on fucking until I grew up!
Now here I am, at the adoption agency, 30 years old and adopting my fifth kid! But I can’t decide between the cute Latin girl or the blue-eyed blond boy. They’re both so sexy!